4 days ago
Highland Heather
The purple blooms across the moor,Outside my little cottage door.The wind sweeps through the rugged brush,And breaks the early morning...
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7 days ago
The Loch
The dark water is deep and cold,With monster legends, brave and old.The castle ruins guard the shore,Where ancient clans went...
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2 weeks ago
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Grandmother’s Hands
My grandmother’s hands are stories, creased like pages worn by years, holding prayers beside the window, hiding every child’s fears....
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3 months ago
Stone and Ivy
The castle walls are hidden deep,Where all the ancient legends sleep.The green vines wrap the towers tight,Against the fading evening...
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